We Don't Grow Tobacco

Hardest work that ever I done, was done beneath that burning sun Hauling that tobacco around to cure. I would chop that wicked weed til my hands and fingers bleed Working like a mule maybe more We've been farming on this land since 1810 Through flood, drought and pestilence and war Now I sure am sad to say that I lived to see this day And we don't grow tobacco around here no more! We don't grow, we don't grow Oh, it's still the only work we'll ever know Well, we don't grow, we don't grow We don't grow tobacco around here no more! Grandpa told me this, I know Change is coming won't be slow Knocking just like a thunder at the door Barren fields are all around, empty barns just falling down Well Iron weeds coming up through the floor Once we growed it by the pound Now the kids all moved to town And all that's left are elderly and poor Now I sure am sad to say That I will live to see this day And we don't grow tobacco around here no more We don't grow, we don't grow Oh, it's still the only work we'll ever know Well, we don't grow, we don't grow We don't grow tobacco around here no more! Whoooo yes I sure am sad to say This way of life has gone away Now that we don't grow tobacco around here no more Well, No we don't grow tobacco around here no more!